I was so excited to read your newly-released tell all memoir, Down The Rabbit Hole: Curious Adventures and Cautionary Tales of a Former Playboy Bunny, about life at the Playboy Mansion. I used to binge watch episodes of The Girls Next Door while I was pregnant and I couldn't wait to get an even more intimate glimpse into all the hijinks and shenanigans, the glamor and of course the drama that pervaded life at the Mansion.
Well you got the drama right. LOTS of drama. Between all the cattiness with you and the "Mean Girls" to all the backhanded comments you make alongside the name-dropping, I had to double check the cover to make sure I was reading the right book! This book read more like an attempt at explaining why everything bad or unfavorable that ever happened to you at the Mansion wasn't your fault. I mean the whole "I was there for a chance at making something bigger for myself" story got old fast.
A lot of people claim you are a gold digger and I didn't get that vibe after reading this book. However, I did walk away feeling bad for you. Instead of walking away when you could have salvaged relationships and saved face you proceeded to stick it out for seven years and then seemingly burn a lot of bridges when you left and with this book. I feel like this was your revenge to Hef and yourself for not having used Playboy as the stepping stone for what you wanted.
I wanted more juiciness! More celebrity encounters! More tales of how fairytale princess you felt while rocking the iconic bunny costume! I don't know what I was looking for exactly, but I walked away from this book feeling sad for you. Clearly your time affiliated with Playboy wasn't what I imagined it was like. That makes me wonder what else in life isn't all it's cracked up to be? Sigh.
I am glad your story has a happy ending and that you have the family you have always desired. I am sorry that you had to suffer through seven years of unhappiness to get there.
Sincerely,
a bummed out reader
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